The Daily Post- Struggle

The Daily Post- Struggle

Struggle is the essential part of the life.

Everyone is struggling for this or that.

At present I’m struggling to take a photograph of a beautiful black and white bird. It’d wings and tail has  beautiful black and white stripes.

It comes near me flaunting its me beautiful black and white striped tail but as soon as I focus my phone camera it flies away and sits far away. Now my camera is not that powerful.

I have been at this lonely place surrounding by many types of trees and birds and squirrels. Except trees I have not been able to take a single photograph of a bird or squirrel.

It seems they have all planned to play a game with me. They come very near to eat fruit of the tree under which I sit and try to sit still for a long time but no luck.

Seventeen days and still struggling for a photograph. Tomorrow morning I’ll leave this place. No hope of catching them.

Five Sentence Fiction – Highway

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FSF- Journey

His journey on the Highway of life was different from others as he did not choose the smooth and easy path of eat, live, reproduce and die  but the path of selfless struggle for human dignity, equality and freedom.
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His  journey had many ups and downs, difficulties and obstacles, pain and miseries  but they could not deter him from his fight for what he thought was right  and after a long struggle he achieved what he fought for.

He taught the world that no one is  born hating each other for color, cast and creed, people are   taught to hate each other and if they can be taught to hate each other then  they can be definitely  taught to love each other.

He believed that if one has done his duty towards and his people then only he can rest peacefully so when the end came he  looked around  peacefully at the people surrounding him and drifted into eternal sleep with a very peaceful content smile on his face.

He was one of few people for whom earth feels proud that they walked on earth leaving their footprints on its heart never to be washed away by the waves of time.